RPG short stories, fantasy fiction and creative writing from the Jack Monkey Games community in Lithgow NSW.
Still, there were so many moments during his life that his condition could have been caught or captured, but somehow it was hidden from the world. He was very healthy and well developed, plump and cheerful, a good feeder and sleeper. When he had doctors and dentist appointments I waited for someone to see that…
I don’t remember the night I fell pregnant, at least in any firm way. Memory has allowed me some vague impressions of the haze and heat of the nightclub, but mostly I remember how my heart’s drumming was in time with the music. I let my body flow and melt into the drunken, whirling rhythm….
My death starts and ends with a searing circle of pain. The hunter sighted me long before my senses oriented me to where she hid. Her form was a mystery to me as there were too many smells, too many new sights in the forest for me to focus on. We had chosen this clearing…